Quote: My mental image of my H's OW was so off. It got so bad that I imagined this one woman who works at the Curves I go to looked just like her, and she was very attractive. I hated this poor innocent woman and could barely talk to her.
OMG!!!! I did something kind of similar. There's this one little Barbie doll woman who drops off her son at a class my son used to go to. I imagined OW looking like her and I was sort of jealous. In fact, I wouldn't let my husband drop off, or pick up, son from that class!!!
Hummmmm.... I wonder how many women look at us and have these same feelings...
One more thing... the voice!!! OW has a clicky "I'm superior" voice and attitude. There's this little part of me that thinks. Sheesh!!! couldn't he have done better then that???? She sounds about as sexy as one of those metalic answering machines.
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